Today's Bad Stories !

[kholoudsafir]

Yesterday I've never cried so hard before in my life. Dad basically said I'm stupid and worthless and never seen a person like me. That will scar me for the rest of my life. I'm also unsure if I'm depressed. I've had a few symptoms. I over sleep, have no motivation,and get agitated/irritable easily. All this stress this year may have cause. I just don't know. My life just feels like it's spiraling down the drain. I just don't what to do at this point.
Plus Midterms are coming tomorrow to add to the stress.

I am so sorry for you. I have been there, but my advice to you to either talk about it to anyone, online or in person, or write down your feelings.
try to work for a better future in order to move on in your life, for yourself, I am sure there is a way.

I am guessing your a female right? you might be having chemical depression, but my best advice is not to take any kind of anti-depressants.

Also, you may PM me if you want to talk more

[Giogio]

Yesterday I've never cried so hard before in my life. Dad basically said I'm stupid and worthless and never seen a person like me. That will scar me for the rest of my life. I'm also unsure if I'm depressed. I've had a few symptoms. I over sleep, have no motivation,and get agitated/irritable easily. All this stress this year may have cause. I just don't know. My life just feels like it's spiraling down the drain. I just don't what to do at this point. Plus Midterms are coming tomorrow to add to the stress.

*Hugs* I know that feeling, my mum was like that too. Dont. believe. that. Youre not worthless. Nobody is. And even if hes your dad, that doesnt give him the right to hurt you like that. Somewhere I heard parents are supposed to support their children.
But I can tell you its going to get better. At your age, the amount of people you know is limited and you dont have much of a choice who is around you - that will change. You'll find friends. People who appreciate you.
But I don't really know what advice to give to you... it always helped me to have a plan for after I finish school and move out. Working towards a dream makes the now a lot more acceptable ^^
If you feel depressed, maybe a therapy would be a good idea. No meds, those can mess you up even more - but getting to talk to someone whose job it is to patiently listen can be really good.
Chin up and kick those midterm's asses!

[mangaluva]

Your dad is an asshat and not worth listening to. You're worth more than an awful parent like him ever will be.

Like everyone's suggesting, try to avoid meds if possible. Talk it out with somebody. Bury yourself in a hobby that you love. Read a book or watch through a show that makes you happy. Your happiness matters. Your dad does not.

[Walnutdinosaur]

Thanks you guys. My mental state has gone like a roller coaster right now. Meds scare me thanks to Next To Normal.

[RoboG55]

My Chinese grandpa died last year.

Spoiler:

He had a stroke while going down the metal steps from the house to the backyard (I'm scared of those stairs) and collapsed. The renters on the floor below couldn't speak English, so they called my uncle, who called an ambulance and my aunt. My aunt then called my mom.
It was serious. He had strokes before. He smokes and a blood vessel burst in his brain. It was a wonder he lived, and after that he couldn't even write. He forgot a lot of things. He went mentally crazy. I never was allowed to see him, but I heard it all. He had to be STRAPPED DOWN TO THE HOSPITAL BED. And once after he was discharged he went out at midnight thinking it was daytime to shop. And he got lost. But this was more serious than that time, and I guess I just couldn't understand.
The grownups didn't let me and my cousins and brother go with them to the hospital. We spent our entire spring break living at our cousins' house while the grownups went to the hospital and back. By the end of the break when we went back home, I already knew there was no hope for grandpa. My mom said that grandpa's brain was way too damaged, partly because of the stroke and partly because he hit his head on those metal stairs (Those stairs are my enemy now ).
The next day we rushed all the way back in a family emergency because Grandpa was going to die any minute. We again stayed at our cousins' house. Around midnight everyone came back from the hospital and told us that grandpa had passed away.
The worst part was that I could never really talk to Grandpa. Practically everybody in my family could speak Chinese. Grandpa could ONLY speak Chinese. I couldn't understand even a tiny bit; I only know English. I couldn't understand what he said to me at any time, and he was nice to me. He was nice to everybody in his family; I learned that when my aunts and uncles have tearful speeches about how great he was. I wish I could've just broken that language barrier before it was too late.

I've never actually said this much to anybody before. And also I try to learn Chinese and be nice to Grandma. I hate the feeling of not being able to speak to them properly.

[kholoudsafir]

My Chinese grandpa died last year.

Spoiler:

He had a stroke while going down the metal steps from the house to the backyard (I'm scared of those stairs) and collapsed. The renters on the floor below couldn't speak English, so they called my uncle, who called an ambulance and my aunt. My aunt then called my mom.
It was serious. He had strokes before. He smokes and a blood vessel burst in his brain. It was a wonder he lived, and after that he couldn't even write. He forgot a lot of things. He went mentally crazy. I never was allowed to see him, but I heard it all. He had to be STRAPPED DOWN TO THE HOSPITAL BED. And once after he was discharged he went out at midnight thinking it was daytime to shop. And he got lost. But this was more serious than that time, and I guess I just couldn't understand.
The grownups didn't let me and my cousins and brother go with them to the hospital. We spent our entire spring break living at our cousins' house while the grownups went to the hospital and back. By the end of the break when we went back home, I already knew there was no hope for grandpa. My mom said that grandpa's brain was way too damaged, partly because of the stroke and partly because he hit his head on those metal stairs (Those stairs are my enemy now ).
The next day we rushed all the way back in a family emergency because Grandpa was going to die any minute. We again stayed at our cousins' house. Around midnight everyone came back from the hospital and told us that grandpa had passed away.
The worst part was that I could never really talk to Grandpa. Practically everybody in my family could speak Chinese. Grandpa could ONLY speak Chinese. I couldn't understand even a tiny bit; I only know English. I couldn't understand what he said to me at any time, and he was nice to me. He was nice to everybody in his family; I learned that when my aunts and uncles have tearful speeches about how great he was. I wish I could've just broken that language barrier before it was too late.

I've never actually said this much to anybody before. And also I try to learn Chinese and be nice to Grandma. I hate the feeling of not being able to speak to them properly.

Sorry about that, my condolences

[bash7353]

Yesterday I've never cried so hard before in my life. Dad basically said I'm stupid and worthless and never seen a person like me. That will scar me for the rest of my life. I'm also unsure if I'm depressed. I've had a few symptoms. I over sleep, have no motivation,and get agitated/irritable easily. All this stress this year may have cause. I just don't know. My life just feels like it's spiraling down the drain. I just don't what to do at this point. Plus Midterms are coming tomorrow to add to the stress.

I can only agree with what kholoudsafir and Giogio have said. No matter how you might feel, there are better days ahead. I think the most important thing is that you find someone you can talk to about how you're feeling. It doesn't have to be a therapist, it can be a good friend you trust or someone you know online. There's no need to try to go on alone or feel ashamed about it. Let people help you get through this. There are users like kholoudsafir here at DCTP who'll gladly talk to you, and I'm sure there are real life friends of yours who will support you as well.

I think with kholoudsafir you're in good hands, but you're welcome to PM as well.

[Cider]

I have to go back to real life on Friday

[miakakiri]

I am recovering now, but I was knocked flat by a bad headache (plus nausea) Wednesday night and only just started to recover Friday afternoon. ~_~* Not fun at all. Also I missed bowling with my brother on Thursday. Fortunately, I get to go bowling with him on Sunday instead. Except I still have to work out how on earth I'm getting to his place, since there's no public transit on a Sunday...

[mangaluva]

I feel fat.
I consciously try not to worry about my weight too much because I know I'm not dangerously overweight and I'm terrible at dieting anyway and the only time in my adult life I've been below a size 12 was when I was deathly ill and hadn't eaten in nearly a month and besides your value as a person is not determined by numbers on a scale and I do go to the gym and eat as healthily as I can but it's just that sometimes...

...I feel fat.

[aly_angelflight]

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, I absentmindedly saved my new game over the old game's save slot! D: D: TT_TT

[Cider]

I'm back to "real life." Surely I don't miss how my idiotic landlady thinks it's a good idea to have the gardener come early Saturday morning. Her stupid dog barks at everything that moves, too.

[kkslider5552000]

I never like finding out people who have entertained me have died, especially when they're considered one of the nicest people around.

[KainTheVampire]

I've had a headache that's slowly been growing a very awful nausea during the whole day... It feels like I'm going to throw up any second...

[Walnutdinosaur]

I was in really peppy mood today. Then someone threw a gum wrapper at my face.I asked to be moved. My teacher simply moved me to the front. To make things worst I only pasted midterms in a slim margin. . A pet peeve I have if when a dusk is pushed into mine from behind. I almost lost it. Tears on the verge of spilling. Luckily I had my mints I used for anxiety. Calmed me down to even breathing. I hate math class. I'm slow at it so I'm stuck in a lower level math class with stupid people.